Feng Hao slowly stood up, a sense of warmth filling his heart. "Master, please rest assured. I will do the art of forging proud."
"Heh heh, there's no rush. Just take your time," Elder Tang said with a gentle smile. "You have a great talent for cultivation. Don't let forging get in the way of it."
"Understood." Feng Hao nodded earnestly.
After establishing their master-disciple relationship, the old man and the young man chatted with growing enthusiasm. They talked about everything under the sun for a good while, and in the blink of an eye, it was already evening.
Back at the general store, Feng Hao habitually began his cultivation. Not long into his training, he received a message from Xiyue Frost: "Tomorrow morning. The usual place!"
Feng Hao was about to chat for a bit, but he found that Xiyue Frost had already cut the Listening Stone connection, leaving him speechless.
